Falling for the Babysitter

“Of course I’m sure. I’ve never been more sure about anything in my life,” I say.

He moves the hair out of my eyes and kisses my forehead. “This might hurt.”

“I know. It’s okay,” I assure him. “I want it.”

He reaches down between my legs and starts to rub my clit as he moves the head of his cock in and out of me, slightly pressing against my virgin wall. I let out a moan, my eyes rolling back in my head. It feels amazing.

Then he pushes inside of me. There’s a sharp, knife-like stab as the barrier brakes, a jagged, cutting pain as he drives all the way into me. My breath catches, too startled to make a sound. He doesn’t move, allowing my body to adjust to this new feeling. Suddenly I gasp after holding my breath for so long.

“Hey, are you okay?” he asks, looking down at me with concern.

The pain doesn’t last long. It’s mostly shock that keeps my mouth and eyes open.

I nod my head. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

He kisses my lips and it’s the most gentle, tender kiss anyone has ever given me. He starts to move, sliding in an out of me. This time it feels good. “Is this all right?” he asks. The more be moves, the better it feels.

close my eyes

and his face is a combination

pussy is so fucking tight. You

might’ve lost my virginity years ago. But all anyone ever talked about was the horrible pain it caused. No one ever said it only lasts a second and once it’s gone, the sex is fucking mind blowing. Either I have shitty

but there’s this need for him, this ache low in my groin. I raise

“So you want

“Yes, I want you to fuck

sits back on his knees, grabbing my legs and resting my ankles on his shoulders. He lifts my ass into the air. The next time he slams into me, he bottoms out and I scream. It’s so deep,

tight. You’re killing me, girl. I don’t think I can hold it in much

I didn’t really think about that when we started. Once I did, I just figured he’d pull out. I never thought that he would actually want to come inside of me. But now that he says it, I picture my belly big and round with his child, and I

“Do it,” I say.

“You sure?” he asks.

“Yes, please, do it.”

I feel his cock spasm inside of me as he shoots his load. I can feel it hot and creamy, coating my walls. When he’s drained,